Daisy Ginger got herself ready and ca out of the conservatory with the divorce agreent when a black sedan was already parked at the door.
A young man stood in front of the car, nodded at her when he saw her co out, and opened the car door.
Daisy walked forward, sat in the back seat, and then placed the divorce agreent on her lap, reading it word by word.
She didn’t know when it had been printed, but each clause clearly divided their relationship.
It didn’t ntion splitting his billions as he had threatened her before, just simply writing down everything they had lived through together over the years.
At the end of the docunt, he requested her to return the platinum diamond ring he had once given her.
Daisy leaned back in the car seat, finding the sunlight a bit glaring, exhaled gently, and closed her eyes.
*
Returning to the Stephens family ho, Edward Stephens was not there either. Daisy put the docunt downstairs and went upstairs to take a shower.
When she ca out of the bathroom, Daisy saw Lady Stephens holding her copy of the divorce agreent, hesitating at the door.
Seeing her, she looked up, her eyes red.
"..." Daisy was silent for a mont and slightly stepped aside, "Co in."
Lady Stephens took a breath, her voice trembling as if she was about to cry.
With her hair wrapped, Daisy walked over and drew back the curtains.
Sunlight slanted in, and Daisy leaned against the windowsill, looking at Lady Stephens standing in front of her.
"Auntie, is there sothing you want to say?"
"Are you... getting a divorce?"
"So much has happened, staying together would be aningless, wouldn’t it?"
"I don’t understand..." Lady Stephens looked at her painfully, her voice hoarse, "What exactly happened? Edward and Charlotte..."
"Don’t ask , why not ask Charlotte Smith? The child is in her womb; doesn’t she know better?"
Her words left Lady Stephens without the courage to ask further questions.
"Daisy..." she called her na tearfully, "I’m really sorry."
"Let it go," Daisy said, "You’re also a winner. Enjoy your wealthy lady life, and don’t co to again. When you deceived , you were no longer the Auntie Stephens I knew."
Lady Stephens cried with red eyes, her lips trembling, unable to refute.
"Can I ask you one more question?"
Lady Stephens raised her head, "What?"
"Back then, you deceived into believing he was my Edward Stephens. Why did you lie? Did you think I wouldn’t be willing to donate marrow to him?"
Lady Stephens shook her head.
"No... Daisy, I didn’t think that way. Initially, I didn’t even know you could save Edward..." Lady Stephens said, her face pale, "It was Edward, or rather... that Edward, who told that as long as he lived well, you could live well too. He told never to tell you the truth because he was afraid you couldn’t handle it if you found out. I was also afraid, Daisy, I was afraid too... I didn’t expect you to keep waiting for him in Banyan City. I thought you had forgotten long ago. It’s been eight years, I really didn’t dare to tell you..."
"So you just went along with the mistake," Daisy said softly, "and lied to that he lost his mory."
Such a clumsy lie, perhaps in the whole world, could only fool her.
As long as she believed, the whole world believed.
She loved Edward Stephens so much, how could she have mistaken soone else for him?
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